Ain't nobody gettin no younger man we're just gettin older and

We need to get bolder than bold as we've ever been

Our reference as Africans where our folks sittin

they cryin out laughin

The game is all you know so you in it to win it right?

Trippin a gang o' bullets decided to find a fight

Life is scattered in directions brotherly connections

Misguided youth driftin in the wrong direction

I hope for the best and say a prayer and keep steppin

Too many kids they own an automatic weapon

A lot of them wanna go home instead of hangin out

It's kinda hard when you're parents' straight smoked out

For you fisters, stay prepared for the up and coming

Get all you can while you can and result to something

You be surprised with this talent that we hold

But we forget and go sick outta control

A lotta homies to die, they left a true lesson

Or fill your soul that I love, this another blessing

You want funk, it used to be bing-bing

To the dome, but nah now it's really on

Go out back, what? To just to be reputable?

Hope you don't lose your life, fools are goin federal

I'm goin forward, showin em up like a pimp

And gettin the truck, you can sell each other profit

Don't let police try to grab you by your shirt collar

You witta black man, who understands black power

Pipin hot, are you the bad brother?

I love to roll rhymes, see my homeboys stickin together

Stay focused cos there's too many blind

Blind to the purpose of life and that's a message for your mind

Chorus:

Tried the dope about a thousand times

So here's a message for your mind

*Repeat x 4*

I once knew a man who couldn't read

He said "It ain't